[Edited Version ● Alternate Ending] "Colin? I feel so awful lying to you so I have to tell you what happened..today," Frankie blurted out, nervously cracking her knuckles as she stared at her boyfriend from one side of the living room. Colin's bright blue eyes danced. "What is it, sweetheart?" "I...I bumped into my ex-husband in the elevator today." "And?" Frankie exhaled. "And we had sex. In the elevator." There was an interminable silence before Colin smiled. "We'll work through this, honey. Don't worry." "Work through this?" she spluttered in disbelief. "How? How can we, when all I want is for him to do it again? And again, and again, and again, and..." She trailed off, sighing. It pained her to see Colin's hurt expression, but then again, it pained her to know that Konstantin had made her climax in that elevator more times than Colin had in their whole relationship... *cover by @hartlings*

Hill Swartz LLP: a name synonymous with precision, power, and cold efficiency. Founded by the iron-willed Sebastian Hill and the sharp-as-a-knife Daniel Swartz, the firm is a kingdom built on rules, boundaries, and the unwavering separation of the professional and the personal. Their world runs like a finely tuned machine, each part moving seamlessly, each cog in place. Until, one call shatters everything. Daniel's father is gravely ill, and there's no time to lose. The urgency is immediate, and there is no room for hesitation. He must go. But there's a problem-his daughter, Rene. Stuck in the throes of law school, she can neither go with him nor remain in her family's home. As the cherished, overprotected girl of the family, she's Daniel's world, and no one else would do. Not even the hands of strangers. So, in a moment of desperate clarity, he does the only thing he can. He entrusts her into the care of his firm's partner, the ever-composed Sebastian Hill. Sebastian's first glance at Rene is like a bullet to the chest. He's been through it all-nothing rattles him, nothing unseats him. Or so he thought. But in the silence of that first look, something snaps. A single instant, and a chasm forms between them, deepening and widening with every breath they take. It's not enough to drown them, but it's enough to bring a storm. This storm, however, is like none either of them has ever faced. The situation is tragic, vehemence unhinged, with emotions spinning out of control like a tempest that neither can predict nor contain. Boundaries are blurred, hearts are torn between what they want and what they know is forbidden. Their struggle will change the course of their lives, their firm, and their very selves. The question isn't whether they will fall-it's how far they will fall and if they'll ever find their way back. [First Book of the V-series] A Stand-alone Novel.

Valora Anton is a trained, lethal assassin, and she's running for her life. No one-no one-had ever come close to catching her. But when the net finally closes, she's transferred to an island prison house in the Atlantic, a place known for its brutality. She's certain this is where her journey ends-until she realizes she's wrong. Phoenix Knight is the iron-fisted warden of Atlanta Prisonhouse, feared by every woman under his control. Ruthless, unforgiving, and unbending, he rules with an absolute hand, tormenting misbehaved prisoners without a second thought. His pleasure comes from their suffering, from breaking them, bending them to his will. But when Valora enters his domain, everything shifts. There's something about her-something sharp, dangerous, poisonous-that draws him in. On one hand, he's repulsed by her icy demeanor, her unyielding nature. On the other, he's irresistibly allured by her presence, by the fire that simmers beneath her calm exterior. For the first time in years, Phoenix is out of control. And he hates it. Valora is no ordinary prisoner, and Phoenix is no typical captor. Their dynamic is a volatile cocktail of aggression, manipulation, and raw tension. Each encounter between them ignites a new spark, a dangerous push-pull of venomous desire that neither of them can resist. They are two forces of destruction, locked in a dance that threatens to undo everything they've ever believed in. The real question is: How far will they go to destroy each other? And in the end, who will be left standing, and at what cost? [Second Book of the V-Series] A Standalone Novel Complete.

When Liana Davis moves to Massachusetts, she brings her only daughter, an emergency fund, and what may be her late husband's most valuable and dangerous secret. When Dominic Carter moves into his fourteenth foster home, he is given an ultimatum: get along with his classmates, or be sent to youth confinement at thirteen years old. When six-year-old Aurora Davis tumbles into Dominic's arms one night in Cambridge, he watches her fragile heart shatter between his hands, along with the last shred of his innocence. As the years pass and the secrets of their collective past threaten to drown them, he remains determined to protect her childlike innocence. No matter the cost.

The Perfect Recipe For Love: One imprisoned Mafia Don, Two spoonfuls of Sexiness, A pinch of Cockiness, And a pair of Handcuffs. All served with a healthy side of Sex.

"I want to defile you, destroy you, corrupt you in the most sinfully beautiful way. Break you until you're completely mine." "And then?" "Then I'll piece you back together, of course." He took another step in her direction, closing the distance between them. "Love can be holy." He said but the look in his eyes promised anything but. "It can be kind and gentle. It can be the flutter inside your chest when you feel someone touch you, the blush staining your cheeks when someone brushes his knuckles over them." To prove his point further, he took his knuckles and brushed them over her sharp jawline, all the way to her lightly dusted cheeks and sharp cheekbones. "However, love can also be vile. Dark and all-consuming. The kind of love that makes you want to fall to your knees and let it destroy you." He let his palm rest on her soft skin and felt the warmth she provided so carelessly travel to him. "That's all I can offer you." Nathaniel Russ is a man devoid of passion. Cold, stern, a tragedy with skin. A wreckage just seconds before the crash. A writer. He spends countless hours teaching philosophy at the local university, waiting for something to make the words crawl out of him with the same vigorous appetite they once did. And he finds it, at the most unexpected moment. Guinevere Westbrook is a woman haunted by the sins of her past. And she just happens to be the muse he had been waiting for, even though she refuses to accept it. So, he orchestrates a game meant for two. A game. That's all it was. Until it wasn't. Adult themes, proceed with caution. All images belong to their respective owners. Source: Pinterest.

❌WARNING: VERY MATURE ❌ |Completed| 20-year-old lingerie/lewd model for vogue and Victoria Secret, Kat Lovelace. 21-year-old sexually frustrated, amazing photographer, Ryder Bane. The two are paired together as permanent pairs in a Victoria Secret modeling competition getaway. He's staring at her all day in nothing but a few delicate laces. She's finding it fun to tease the fuck out of him while he's working. They hate each other. But they can't keep their hands off each other. They're playing a dangerous game, for the rules state there can be NO intimacy between the pairs. {Reached #1 in Model} {Reached #1 in Dominant} {Reached #1 in Risky} {Reached #1 in lovehaterelationships} {Reached #5 in lust} {Reached #2 in Lingerie}

TW: This book covers many painful parts of an unhealthy relationship! There is very little physical assault but please read with caution. Love is joy. Roman learned that when he fell in love with the boy with the rain-spattered glasses. Love is pain. Roman learned that when the boy left him in an empty classroom without a second glance. Love is trial and error. Roman learned that when he fell in love again with the boy in the purple hoodie. NOTE: The cover isn't mine! The image is from the World Wide Web (sorry I'm not sure from where) and was made with Canva :)

Verboten: /vəːˈbəʊt(ə)n,German fɛɐˈboːtn/ Forbidden, especially by an authority. . . . In which a sheltered inexperienced teen finds comfort in a not so healthy relationship with her father's best friend.

Aurora Faye is fragile, just by her name shouts out innocent and sweet. Not to mention she is half fae (fairy) & and a pinch of angel. Her core and soul is the purest amongst any breed. As if she thought of her life was planned out, her life turns for the worst. Stumbles upon her mate, who saves her from vile unfortunate event. But it isn't all sunshine and romance... Never the less her mate was the great Logan Crane, alpha of Lipan; one of the highest pack since the beginning of time. He reeks of power & control, is known to be ruthless, merciless, and deadly. Also was possessive and protective, had no empathy. There wasn't a witch, vampire, or wolf who hadn't heard of Alpha Crane... all but little Aurora. Poor thing, been sheltered her whole life, being forced to live with this hallow soul of a person. But he isn't the only species that want to claim Aurora Faye as his, towards her journey that she never that she would come upon, certain things from her past begin to unravel. Giving her a choice..... Terrified by her very own mate, can she truly love him or try to leave? But once Logan claimed her as his, there is no escaping. Logan Crane always gets what he wants, and he wants Aurora